Job 3:24 [3]
For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters. |
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Psalms 32:3 [3]
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long. |
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Isaiah 59:11 [2]
We roar all like bears, and mourn sore like doves: we look for judgment, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far off from us. |
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Psalms 22:1-2 [2]
{To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David.} My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring? O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent. |
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Job 30:28 [2]
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation. |